“Come on Matty! We’re gonna miss our flight!” Emmi ran straight out the door, “It’s my turn to drive!”
Matty and Emmi. The best and closest twins on the planet. So close, even water couldn’t make it’s way between them. Everywhere one goes, the other follows. And today, Emmi was going to California with her band ‘Under Burning Water’, to open for Avenged Sevenfold. Of course Matty was close in tow.
“Coming, coming,” Matty mumbled and rolled his eyes at his sister, who was honking the horn at him.
“Hurry up! I don’t wanna be late to meet the guys!” Emmi shouted out the open door, honking the horn again.
Matty rolled his eyes, picking up his bags and locking the door, throwing his things in the trunk and getting in the passenger side, “I’m ready!”
“High 5 for that!” They smacked their hands together as Emmi started the engine and started down the road.

I open my eyes, I try to see but I’m blinded by the white light…’Untitled’ by Simple Plan started to waft through the subs/amps in the back of their car, ”Are you kidding?! I’m not listening to this!” Matty shouted, waving his hands everywhere.
“Just change the song then!” Emmi piped, trying to concentrate on the road. Matty changed it to ‘Let It Bleed’ by The Used.
“That’s more like it!” They grinned at exactly the same time.
Emmi couldn’t hold her excitement in, and started screaming along with the song, giving her vox a good warm up. Matty moshed in the seat, pretending to do air guitar.
She stopped at an intersection and started moshing along with him, waiting for the cars to pass. A few seconds later, a horn honks behind her.
“God the grumpy assholes!” She flipped them off in her head and started crossing.
“Emmi watch out!”

It was sudden. The impact. The smoke. The screams. The screeching tyres. The crunching noise of their Cherokee being bent around the other car. They spun out of control, all over the intersection. Emmi had lost sense of everything as the air bags came flying out, pressing them both against their seats. The car flipped, ending up in a heap in the middle of the intersection. Everything seemed to stop.
There was a ring of smoke around the Cherokee.
After the shock, people began to get out of their cars, seeing a fire start on the top of upside down car and pull the two out.
Emmi lay on the road with her eyes closed, looking dead to anyone who looked at her. Matt looked just the same. But there was only one difference. An ambulance comes through the ring of smoke and scattered people, clearing people off.
Emmi just lay there, sitting in her unconscious mind, seeing everything - but from above. The fire engine arrived and put out the flame, while clearing the way and putting up a ‘do not cross’ barrier.
She was far away and all she could hear was a loud heart beat, getting fainter and further away…
“Clear!” Emmi twitched her leg, feeling the blood in her veins pumping, but pumping out of her veins.
“She’s stable…”
“The boy? What about the boy?”
At that moment, Emmi’s heart rose to her throat as she looked over to Matty, who was lying next to her. She reached out slowly and gingerly, half-broken, for his hand. As soon as she touched it, Emmi knew he was gone.

And for once, they had been separated.